“Do you have anything?” I asked. “For, you know.”
He pursed his lips, a tinge of frustration forming on his face that suggested he wasn’t happy with himself for forgetting such an important detail.
“No, I don’t. But I’m a doctor; I’m in the business of health. I always stay on top of such matters.”
His meaning was clear, and his words put me at ease.
“But ifyou’reworried about other consequences…”
“No, that’s not a problem, I’m on the pill.”
“Good. We’re not going to do anything you’re not comfortable with, but—”
“It’s fine,” I said, cutting him off with both my words and a finger across his lips. “I’m good if you are.” I was so caught up in the moment that I didn’t want to do a thing to wreck it.
He grinned, then kissed my finger.
“Then where were we?”
“Let me see if I can remember,” I said playfully.
I reached back down and took ahold of his cock, stroking it once more, loving how thick and heavy it felt in my hand. I guided it towards my pussy, spreading my lips with his head and positioning him right at my opening.
Alex did the rest of the work, pushing into me with a slow, deep thrust of his hips. My eyes went wide at the sensation of him filling me, stretching me out. It was a pleasure like nothing else but at the same time, it wasn’t easy. I pursed my lips hard, squirming my hips as I tried to accommodate his size.
“Oh myGod.” I moaned the words, my hands on his hips as I guided him deeper and deeper inside of me. I forced my eyes open, watching as his thickness vanished, inch by inch.
When he finally stopped, and he was all the way inside, I took a deep breath to compose myself. The pleasure radiated outward from my pussy, so intense that I could hardly think straight. No man had ever made me feel as good as Alex did—not even close.
“You alright, gorgeous?” he asked with a small smile.
“Absolutely,” I replied. “I am so, so good. Just savoring every sensation of you.”
Alex chuckled. “It goes both ways—you feel amazing.”
His words sent a shiver of pleasure through me. I moved my hands up his hips, feeling the tightness of his muscles. Without another word, he pulled back and drove into me deeply once more. This time I was used to his size, his thick cock pushing deep into me, moans pouring from my lips.
Alex moved in and out, my channel gripping him tightly. His green, piercing eyes stared down at me, his gaze almost as arousing as his prick inside of me. I writhed underneath him, wrapping my legs around his waist and holding his muscular, powerful body against me.
He leaned down, kissing me along my neck once more. There was something about Alex that I’d never experienced with a man before—and not just his huge manhood. It was the way he handled me, the way he made love to me, a perfect blend of passion and aggression.
It wasn’t long before he raised himself up into a kneeling position and used the new angle to buck into me hard. I couldn’t help but groan and gasp, my breasts swaying wildly back and forth from the collision of his body against mine. He grabbed my legs, holding them against his statue-like physique and thrusting into me over and over.
It was a true pleasure to watch his body work, my eyes drifting over his big, round shoulders, down to his ropey, thick biceps, then to his huge, powerful chest. He was powerfully built, but not bulky. There was a leanness to him, an athleticism that let me know he wasn’t some meathead guzzling protein shakes all day.
The sight of him in front of me, coupled with the feeling of his cock thrusting into me over and over, was more than enough to bring me to another orgasm. This one was more powerful than the last, my legs shaking and more deep breaths pulling into my lungs. The sounds that came from me were unlike any other I’d made during sex, and even in the grips of pleasure I was aware that he was making me lose control in a way I never had before.
“You have no idea how wonderful it is to watch you come,” he said. “I could watch it over and over.”
“You keep screwing me like that and you’ll get the chance.”
He chuckled, taking hold of his cock and sliding it out of me. The instant it was gone, all I could think about was how much I wanted it back inside of me.
Alex moved off the couch, nodding toward the stairs.
“Come with me.”
I rolled off the couch and got onto my feet, my legs a bit weak and wobbly underneath me. Alex took my hand and led me to the stairs, the two of us going up and to the second floor of the yacht. We stepped into a hallway with doors on both sides and another at the end.